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My Very Soul (Chapter 22)

Anakin Skywalker x Jedi!Reader

Link to Chapter 21

Warnings: more waiting but also feelings and a lil bit o action (a hurricane if anyone has recently gone thru that 😢)

Summary: Your attempt to follow Anakin after the bounty hunters leads you to a place you didn't want to go; you and Anakin decide to go rogue to attempt to rescue his mother

Word Count: 2.8k

As you pulled yourself into the pilot's seat and jammed your hand against the button to close the cockpit, you urged your body to move faster, even though it felt paralyzed by fear. What was wrong with you? You'd chased bounty hunters countless times. The adrenaline and panic coursing through you now felt new, and it terrified you, but all you could do was push it aside and try to control your shaking hands as you pulled the ship above the trees. As you flew after the enemy's ship—the ship Anakin was still clinging to—you looked down and saw Theo running out onto the house's deck, his petrified face becoming smaller and smaller in your view as you zoomed forward. You could still see the bounty hunter's ship, but it was far in front of you, and you couldn't tell exactly what was happening with just your eyes.

"Ani? Anakin, do you copy?" you yelled frantically into the comm channel.

"A little busy!" you heard him grunt back, amidst the humming of a lightsaber and the sound of an engine.

"I'm on your tail," you told him, trying to calm your heart that felt like it was beating out of your chest. What was happening to you? A major tenet of the Jedi religion was the ability to remain calm while in the face of danger. You'd never struggled with this before—you'd always been able to snap into focus when duty called. Why was your blood pumping like this? Why couldn't you stop the tendrils of fear from wrapping around your heart, strangling you from within? You breathed, following the ship above the vast ocean. You were so focused on the ship in front of you, you almost didn't notice the sky beginning to darken.

"Anakin, the storm!" you yelled into the comm, but it was too late. You'd flown away from the sunny seashore, away from the island, toward the storming you'd only been able to see from space, one of the hurricanes in the middle of the ocean. You watched the enemy ship, with the lightsaber-bearing figure huddled on top of it, plunge into the dark clouds.

"ANI!" you screamed, but you got no response. You urged your shaking hands to fly steady, taking a deep breath. "I am one with the Force," you told yourself, gripping the flight controls tightly. "The Force is with me."

You lurched the ship right into the storm. Immediately, you lost control—the flight controls moved this way and that, and you tried in vain to pull them in the right direction, in any direction. You felt the ship tip to the side, at the mercy of the winds and the rain. You couldn't see anything—everything was dark, but for a moment when, far ahead of you, you saw a dramatic strike of lightning illuminate the cloud.

"Anakin," you nervously asked the comm, but you knew it was no use. There was no way the frequency of the signal would be able to travel through this. You blinked back tears, thinking quickly as the ship rocked back and forth. You closed your eyes.

Putting your hands on the ship's control panel, you breathed deeply. You felt the mechanism beneath you, felt outward, feeling the wind, the storm, the atmosphere. You took a moment, letting the forces of the earth acknowledge you, your ship, your passing. Slowly, carefully, you listened with the Force until you felt the edges of the storm, understood its every current, its every moving part.

"Help me find him," you asked the ship, taking the controls with your hands, your eyes still closed. You anticipated every gust of wind before it occurred. You felt through the cloud, using your instincts, slowly riding the storm until you found what you were looking for. Your eyes shot open.

The enemies' ship was there, beneath you, but it was falling—plunging toward the tossing sea. You guided your ship downward, toward the ship falling in a spiral. You didn't see Anakin anywhere—you could barely see anything.

"Please," you begged—what you were asking for, and whom you were asking, you didn't know. You flew downward, engaging the tractor magnet on the bottom of your ship. Just a little closer, you urged, biting your lip in concentration, willing the enemy ship closer to yours through the Force. Finally, you heard the clank. The ship was attached.

"Y/N!" you heard through the comms, a crackling sound drowning out whatever else was said. Relief flooded through your body.

"Ani," you breathed, allowing the ship to guide you upward.

"Y/N, listen to—" you heard, the crackling increasing, causing Anakin's voice to come in and out of the ship's comm. "Fly out of—" he continued, "—in the storm."

"Don't worry, Ani," you answered calmly, "I've got this." You breathed in the Force, following the wind currents.

"Y/N, no—" Anakin shouted, but whatever he said next was cut by the crackling. You felt the disturbance, but it was too late. Something hit the side of the ship, hard, something that caused the glass around the cockpit to crack, though the glass held, for now. As you spun out of control, the enemy's ship attached to yours, a strike of lightning illuminated the scene, and you saw it—a tentacle, larger than the storm itself, sliding back down toward the water below.

"What is that?!" you screeched, pulling on the ship's controls.

"Giant—" crackled through the comm, but you didn't need to know the thing's name. You pulled up as hard as you could, urging the ship away from the grasp of the beast, but it was no use. Another tentacle slammed into you, wrapping around the ship, pulling you down, down towards the head.

"Y/N!" you heard through the comm, but the voice sounded farther away. You breathed. You felt something—a presence. It was angry.

"It...it's creating the storm," you said, disbelieving, feeling the giant monster thrashing around you, its anger hitting the surface of the water, like giant hands splashing. You heard Anakin's voice, but didn't register what he'd said. You were falling deeper into the presence of the beast, and you felt your consciousness acknowledged.

The way you communicated with the creature was not with words. It was a fascinating experience. You forgot, for a moment, where you were, forgot that you and Anakin were in danger. The creature's mind was unlike that of any animal or alien you'd ever encountered. The creature didn't only keep its brain in its head—you felt the mind and emotions in every tentacle, including the one wrapped around your ship. It was with this mind that you pleaded. You felt that the creature was angry, but also that it didn't have a reason—rather, this anger felt like it was a natural process, a seasonal cycle. As you waded deeper into the creature's emotions, you felt primarily that the tentacled beast was curious about you. It was unfamiliar with your kind, you found—it had never encountered another being like you, in the Force. It was clear that this beast, whatever it was, was strong in the Force. You asked it, respectfully, in its language. Please. You pleaded with it to conclude its thrashing, to stop making its storm, only for a moment. You found the being confused by this request. It didn't seem to understand that you were in danger, in its throes.

"Y/N!" you heard through the comm. "Y/N, please, please, are you okay? Are you there?" The urgency in Anakin's voice pulled you back to the present, and it gave you a burst of feeling deep in your gut. It was this feeling, you suddenly knew, that communicated your reasoning to the creature that held you in its grasp. The creature knew the feeling coursing through you now. You felt the ship suddenly freed from its tentacle prison. Your eyes burst open.

"I'm here," you told Anakin through the comm, as you saw the tentacles lowering into the sea and the dark electric cloud around you starting to disperse. "Everything's all right."

"What's happening to the storm?" Anakin asked, the comm channel clearing with the cloud.

"It would take too long to explain," you smiled, pulling the ship forward and back toward the island.

You pulled yourself up out of the cockpit, looking around at the forest clearing where you'd awkwardly landed, detaching the other ship just in time for Anakin to crash it into the forest nearby. Climbing down your ship's ladder, you saw that the bounty hunters' ship was severely damaged. Anakin was pulling himself out of the rear escape hatch, looking, to your relief, unhurt. You felt a surge of a feeling you couldn't define as you hurried toward him.

"What did you—" Anakin started, but you cut him off, throwing yourself into his arms. Only now did you realize you had been shaking. Holding his solid figure to yours, you were finally able to breathe deeply. Your body stopped quivering. You inhaled the scent of his Jedi robes. Anakin, after a pause, hugged you back, holding you close and putting his hand on the back of your head.

Blushing, you pulled away from him. "What was that about?" Anakin asked, chuckling, and you saw a bit of pink in his cheeks. You shrugged.

"I'm just...glad you're okay, is all," you said, taking a step backward. "Where are the bounty hunters?" Anakin gestured toward the enemy ship.

"I didn't have any restraining cuffs, so I had to improvise," Anakin laughed. You took a step toward the ship, peaking in to see the two unconscious forms of the bounty hunters, tied together with wire from the ship's navigational computer.

"Oh, 'zank 'ze gods!" you heard from behind you, and you turned, seeing Theo running upward from the direction of the house. "'Ze danger 'as passed?" You nodded, giving Theo a bracing pat on the shoulder.

"We should contact the council," you said, a lump forming in your throat. "We have their prisoners. That's a completed mission."

"Completed?" Theo asked, his face falling.

"Of course," Anakin responded, looking at you gruffly, before turning and putting his hand on Theo's shoulder.

After a conversation with the holograms of Master Yoda and Master Windu, you both set about repairing your own ship. The captives, who were now awake, sat nearby, restraining cuffs around their hands and around their mouths. A Republic prison transport was en route to pick them up and take them back to Coruscant. Though they couldn't speak or sign, they both looked at you and Anakin with the death stares you'd come to associate with enemies defeated.

"You can start it up, flea," Anakin told you, and you moved around him carefully, climbing up into the cockpit to try the engine. As you did, you felt the woman with violet eyes watching you. Her thoughts turned to Anakin, and then to you. It was clear she intuited the bond between the two of you, and her fury seared through you in the Force. In her mind, she pictured what you interpreted to be a very clear threat—you, dead at her hand, and Anakin, made to watch. Your stomach turned. You did not want this mysterious enemy to know too much about your Force gifts, so you did not turn, did not let on that you read the threat in her mind. Still, your stomach flipped. It felt like she knew.

After the necessary repairs had been made, you asked Theo to watch over the captives for a moment, only so you could gather your supplies from the house.

"Are you thinking about what Master Windu said?" Anakin asked you quietly as you made your way through the jungle toward the house for the last time.

"I don't understand why Master Obi Wan and Master Yuma would have gone silent." These thoughts plagued you as you stepped through the doors, heading toward the stairs so you could enter the senator's suite to pack your things. Shouldn't they have arrested that bounty hunter they'd found on Kamino, by now? Why hadn't they returned?

"I'm sure everything is fine," Anakin said, though he didn't feel sure in his Force presence. He followed you into the suite, seeing as he was a Jedi, and everything he owned was on his person.

"I hope you're right," you replied, sighing. You packed the senator's clothes quietly. You might miss wearing these gowns, you thought. You might miss pretending you were someone else. Your breath caught in your throat.

"What is it?" Anakin asked, stepping forward to put his hand on your shoulder. You felt an uncertainty entering his Force presence, and he dropped his hand, taking a step back, torn between how he felt and his desire to respect your wishes.

"I just realized that we're leaving here," you said, trying not to let your feelings enter your voice. "That we're never coming back."

"We don't know that for sure," Anakin replied. "We don't know that we'll never return." You shook your head. Anakin's thoughts swirled around, jumping from pining to grief. You had almost forgotten the conversation you had been having before the bounty hunters showed up.

"You know," you told Anakin, closing the suitcase and turning to face him. "We're here, in the Outer Rim. There's no reason we can't make a quick...stop, before we return to the Temple."

"Are you serious?" Anakin asked, looking you over as if looking for signs of insincerity.

"Absolutely," you told him, looking him dead in the eye. "Tatooine is only a parsec away. And she might need us." At these words, Anakin's eyes filled with tears. You couldn't stop yourself. You once again wrapped your arms around him, putting your hands on the back of his neck. "We'll find her, and make sure she's okay," you whispered to Anakin, reassuring him about his dream, and also reassuring yourself. Your words emerged so close to Anakin's ear, you felt goosebumps pop up on his neck.

"We are sorry to interrupt," you heard a quiet voice say from the doorway, and you broke apart from Anakin, feeling awkward. Elodie entered the room, along with Océane. "We wanted to say goodbye," Elodie said slowly. At this, Océane burst into tears.

"Oh," you said, turning to them, tears filling your eyes. The three of you hugged, crying, blubbering words of affection. Anakin stood behind you clumsily, until a crying Océane pulled him into the hug.

"I will never forget you," you told the girls as they led you downstairs. You turned and took one last look at the house. "I will never forget this place."

The girls followed you up to your ship, up to where Theo was overseeing the captives being led onto the Republic prison transport. After assuring you that the captives would remain secure until they reached the capital, you and Anakin waved to the pilots and the guards as the transport took off.

"If you ever need anyzing," Theo said, taking you into his arms, "anyzing at all, you are welcome 'ere always." Theo shook Anakin's hand.

"We are your family," Elodie said through her tears, "and if you need us, we will be 'ere." These words brought tears to your eyes all over again. You wished, so dearly, that you could say the same, but you couldn't return this sentiment. You couldn't tell these wonderful people that you would be there for them—the Jedi lifestyle didn't allow for such promises.

"Take care of each other," you told them through your tears. Anakin patted you awkwardly as you wiped your eyes.

"Goodbye, dear ones," Theo called as you climbed into the gunner seat, opposite Anakin's pilot seat. You waved as the cockpit closed, and kept waving as the ship took off, watching Theo, Océane and Elodie becoming dots below you as the ship rose into the atmosphere. You leaned to the side, trying to take in your last glimpses of Levangé as the ship pulled higher. You looked at the beautiful islands, the blue sea, and the dark storm clouds that dotted the horizon. You weren't sure, but you thought you could see the form of a tentacle moving in one of the hurricanes. You hadn't told a lie. You would never forget this place.

As the ship pulled out of the atmosphere and you saw space in front of you, you felt Anakin pause in the pilot's seat.

"Are you sure about this?" Anakin asked. "We could get into a lot of trouble."

"Yes, I'm sure," you told him. A burst of feeling entered your presence, and you allowed it to fill the cockpit without withdrawing it. You wished you could give him more than this—wished you could take away his every bad feeling. If anything, you could give him peace. You could help him find his mother. "To Tatooine."

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attack of the clones is UNFOLDING, y'all. i promise we are almost done with pining. we really are! but this is the story and this is how it happens and the waiting is the fun of it. gotta make the reader pine a bit too 😈

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